Isn’t technology great? We live our lives ruled by it with tablets, iPods, laptops and the like but one burning question regarding mobile phones is playing on my mind.
Let’s get it straight from the off though, phone is the wrong word; more like a mobile device is probably a better description.
Let’s face it, you can now do anything on a mobile device and if you don’t know how to perform even the simplest task, someone at the bar will be able to help you.
You can actually live your whole life interacting with that slim piece of plastic and glass as you order a pizza, book a flight, read a book or listen to your favourite tunes. The world’s stupidity is all there to view on You Tube, blockbuster movies and TV box sets on Netflix but the one application that most people I see cannot do without is the dreaded Facebook, closely followed by the irritable Snapchat.
Why is it that people need to tell the whole world their innermost thoughts and secrets? There used to be a time in the not too distant past when an Englishman or woman kept a respectful reserve about their private lives.
Now we know when someone has had a bad day at work, if their child has lost a tooth or even the most intimate details of a night out on the town. I do have to say and hope not to incur the wrath of the female population of the town but it does seem to be mostly women clacking away on their devices, expectantly waiting for the ping that alerts them to yet another message or status check.
It never seems to stop, a constant barrage of information that needs their instant reply.
Other than surgically remove the devices from their fingers or ears I cannot answer that question as even with a cracked screen they manage to communicate with people they have just spoken to minutes earlier.
This goes for all my female staff and daughter.
So the burning question I’m trying to find the answer to is why can’t they all answer their phones when I ring them?